Each day was an adventure with the history and stories that papa told us.
Papa becomes fed up with their fighting, but ultimately gets pulled into the dispute.
Papas translates as mash and sarrabulho is a popular expression for coagulated blood, so the literal translation would be mashed blood.
Suddenly he has to come face-to-face with the realities of life without any mama or papa to do his thinking for him.
In the forefront were papa and mamma, half laughing, half crying, waving hands and mopping tears.
Papa informs little red chicken that she should not interrupt the story like past experiences, little red chicken promises to be good tonight(4).
The rectangular form of papa hou is a northern variation of the more widespread waka huia, which are canoe shaped.
It opens with the couplet my brother you taught me how to fly, my papa you taught me how to cry.
